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Discover a captivating love story that defies expectations. Experience the raw emotions of three people struggling to overcome their flaws and find happiness together. With its compelling portrayal of a bitter romance, this story is sure to leave a lasting impression.

"My soul is drowning, slowly deterring into oblivion. What are we? What am I? Your puppet!! I'd rather take my life now than become a possession you want because I own my life."

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Coretta Villan Loughty, who was referred to as the 'imperial tool' during her childhood, struggled with being indecisive and often felt like a puppet controlled by others. As she grew up in a toxic society, she always seemed to be at the bottom of her parent's priorities. Unfortunately, her husband also prioritized his mistresses over her.

But she had to endure the shame.

Not until his arrival. The Dark Knight.

A man younger than her.

In the face of adversity, Coretta is forced to take drastic measures. Her situation is dire, and she finds herself in turmoil. With her identity changed, she returns to her ex-husband's estate, unsure of what the future holds. Will she find happiness, or will she become a mere puppet at the hands of those who have wronged her? The answer remains to be seen, but one thing is clear: Coretta has the power to take control of her own destiny. With her determination and strength, she could seek revenge against those who have wronged her. The choice is hers to make, and she will stop at nothing to find the happiness and justice she deserves.

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I am excited to submit my entry for the Cupid's Quill Contest, and I am confident that it will captivate and engage readers. I hope you will take the time to enjoy the book and experience the love story that I have poured my heart and soul into.
NOTE: This is a slow-burn romance.

Tags: Angst, betrayal, Revenge, Taming, Dark romance.

THE COVER IS NOT MINE. CREDIT TO THE OWNER.

The Dark Knight's Obsession

In the dark of night, a raucous celebration was taking place inside a large tavern filled with a hundred jubilant men and a few women. Each man had a mug of wine and a plate of meat as they formed groups of ten around their tables, celebrating their victory in the revolution.

The night sky was alive with an endless sea of stars, each one sparkling like a diamond in the firmament.

Yet, the tavern erupted in a cacophony of cheers and clinking mugs, the air thick with the smell of roasted meat and the warmth of victory.

A burly man with a thick beard, his eyes twinkling with mirth, raised his mug high and bellowed, "To the freedom we've won and to the friends we've lost! May their spirits live on in our victory!"

"To freedom and fallen comrades!" another echoed but was a young insurgent, his voice rough with emotion and drunk.

CHAPTER19: FOUR-EYED WITCH (5)